Blake Garfield - Lashed and licked landlady

"Louder!" John yelled, fucking his dripping cock all over her pretty face, smearing her perfect features with trails of sticky fuck-lube. "Will you suck our asses and drink our piss and fingerfuck yourself while we take pictures?"

Donna tried as hard as she could not to say yes. They were talking about awful, perverted things now, much worse than just being raped in her mouth and cunt and ass. She couldn't let the horrible men strip her of every shred of her dignity the way they had torn away her blouse and panties. Then she thought of the terrible pain of Gary's belt across her back and ass, and the unbearable agony of the firecracker exploding inside her. She knew that she would do whatever the brothers wanted.

"Yes!" she screamed, her voice cracking. She twisted her head to look at Gary. "I'll do whatever you want, the best that I can! But it's only because I know you can hurt me bad. But I still hate it! And I hate you, too!"

"But what do you hate most?" Gary asked with a laugh, slashing the belt down against her squirming, shackled body. "Ask for something, you frigid little whore. Say, please fuck me with your cock, or please stick a firecracker inside me. Say one, bitch, and that's the one we'll give you!"

Donna stared up at the big man. None of the Wiederbold brothers even had a job, and Gary, the oldest of the four, was almost ten years younger than her. But they were her masters. It didn't matter how much money or power she had, because any one of these men could break her to their will with their strength and their cocks and their cruelty.

Her skirt was torn to ribbons and puddled on the small of her back. Her panties were tangled around her knees. Her blouse and bra had been reduced to rags. She was all but naked, staked out on display by the side of the road. She'd been raped in her mouth and her cunt, been whipped with a belt until her back and ass were a mass of welts, even had a firecracker exploded inside her. She realized suddenly that whether she liked it or not, until they decided to let her go, she was the slave to these men.

"Please fuck me with your cock!" she whispered, cursing herself for being unable to keep the quaver from her voice. "Please fuck me with your big cock!"

"That's good, bitch," Gary said with an evil grin. He nodded to Brad and John. "Light this sorry old cow up, Brad. John, why the fuck were we evicted?"

Donna opened her mouth to scream, but John shoved his cock inside her before she could make a sound. She felt the tiny firecracker being shoved deep inside her, and that was the first time she noticed that the first explosion had brought forth a bubbling current of cunt-cream.

"It seems we've got an open cesspool," John said, then groaned with pleasure as Donna whipped her tongue desperately over the head of his cock and squirmed her lips up and down the cockstalk. "We've let over seventy percent of the shingles fall off our roof and let our grass grow higher than three feet tall. Oh, and we've got wrecked cars and broken refrigerators and shit like that laying all over."

"Well, at least we don't have a firecracker stuck up our cunt," Gary said with a laugh, and then Donna's world exploded.

The explosion filled her tiny, tender pussy with fire. Another rush of cuntjuice flooded her battered pussy, but it seemed like fiery lava as it coursed through her. The Wiederbolds laughed and joked as pussyjuice dribbled down from her cuntlips to stream down her trembling white thighs and sizzle against the sun-baked gravel.

Donna shivered uncontrollably, waves of freezing cold and blazing heat crashing through her sexy body. Her eyes glazed over with agony. Sweat poured off her squirming, sexy frame and gooseflesh rose in pebbly sheets over her arms and tits and stomach. Her nipples turned bright red and poked out even longer and stiffer as they filled with blood. She wriggled on the hot truck hood as though she was dying.

Without warning, Donna started pissing, and until she heard the brothers laughing and felt the hot flush of piss splashing down her trembling thighs, she didn't even know what was happening. Then she burned with shame, certain that she could sink no lower than this. She was even more horrified when Gary cupped his hands under the yellow flow and splashed handfuls of her piss back over her welted, shapely ass and her bowed back. When the piss started burning into the crimson welts, she had to bang her head against the hood of the truck to keep from screaming.

Gary plunged his cock back inside her, and Donna bucked and trembled like a caged, wild beast as his foot of cock impaled her. She heard him groan with pleasure at the slippery wetness he encountered inside her pussy and at the friction her helplessly contracting cunt applied to his ravaging prick.

Donna jammed herself back on the big cock, unmindful of the ripping pain of having the oversized prick bludgeon its way inside her, thinking only of how the fat prick could grind the burning agony of the firecrackers from her cunt. Gary wrapped his big hands around her waist and jerked her back and forth like a rag doll, and Donna squirmed against him with every ounce of strength left inside her tortured body.

She slavered like a hungry dog over John's meaty slab of cock, lathering it with her tongue and hollowing her cheeks in an effort to drain his cum out of his heavy balls. John had stopped fucking her throat and was soaking up the pleasure of having the high class beauty suck his cock like an eager schoolgirl. He reached down with one hand to squeeze her tits, pulling them back and forth across her chest like rubbery play-toys and pinching her nipples until she grunted with pain.

Donna bounced and twisted wildly between the two men, her slim body on fire with pain. She was terrified of them now that she knew what they would do to her. From now on, she would do whatever they demanded, and she cursed herself, feeling disgusted at letting them turn her into a submissive little slavish lap dog, but she couldn't stand much more pain. She felt as if her body had already been destroyed, sacked by some invading army. And they were already raping her in two holes at once. She had precious little dignity left to defend.

"Bitch!" John screamed, pistoning his hips again and wrapping his hands in her lush, golden hair. "You fucking dirty old cow! Milk me, bitch! Milk some fucking cum!"

A moment later, he pulled back and Donna's mouth was filled with salty, disgusting jism. She felt a splashing against the roof of her mouth and then she was choking. Another blast hit on her dancing tongue. Donna squirmed her mouth tightly shut around the pistoning stalk of John's cock and tried to hold all the filthy cock-cream inside her mouth. With the next shot, her cheeks were swollen and cum was oozing out to drool down his prick.

Donna didn't want to swallow the filthy cum, but she knew she didn't have any choice. She almost threw up the first mouthful she swallowed. The taste was so salty and musky that she didn't think she could stand it. The second mouthful went down easier. Then she was just milking the dregs of John's jism away, each taste a little more watery than the last, the taste of the cock-cream slowly giving way to some new, sharp taste that she couldn't quite identify.

And then she knew exactly what it was.

Her body shook with convulsions as she tried to breathe around the quart of piss John was drowning her in. Her mouth opened wide around his pissing cock, and as much of the stinking yellow fluid fountained back out over her elegant face as drained down to her stomach. She could hear Gary and Brad laughing at her, and she burned with shame.

"That's what you're good for, you sexy bitch." John pulled his cock out of her mouth and sprayed the last of his piss all over Donna's beautiful face. "Cum and piss! A sexy bitch like you is meant to be a dumping ground for whatever her men feel like dumping!"